finish what you start

Lyrics

, i hear y'all talkin, it's funny to me, see, where i come from, we act first, ask questions later, if i'm in there the whole place full up, i'll use your lil' bar to do a pull-up, use your wack-ass tracks as target practice, and tell the baddest broads to arch it backwards, for years i wore the same starter jacket, and beat-up tees with the scars to match it, jeans with the holes, sneakers with no sole, when genesis dropped my nintendo was so old, oh no, couldn't have that, i put the pen where the pad at - voila! magic, i'll disappear in the booth, reappear messiah, when i write, call it a night, vampire, ask around, your boy hot, and i uhh, don't plan to cool off like a campfire, e'rybody gather round, i'ma tell a story, of a snot-nosed kid, try and smell the glory, ], i, shoot first ask questions last, that's how most of these so-called gangstas pass, that's how most of these so-called gangstas pass, that's how most of these so-called gangstas, gangstas {c'mon!}, i - shoot first ask questions last, a poof! how low, so low, so low, so low, a poof! how low, so low, so low, so low, i, this for the block mister, the rock pictures, late night, cranberry and ciroc mixers, parkin lot pissers, glock top shifters, dudes who stay fresh cause they shoplifters, that's where i come from, so me no run from, bumbaclot pussy drummer boy, rumpa-pum-pum, you no tough stuff, you my son's son, you just bluff rough, me say come, come, i'll give it to anyone who wants some, go silly on they achilles until they run's done, i keep a hot line, 9-1-1, everyone say hi to the hero that won't go unsung, a moment of silence while i give pun some, scream borrrrricua 'til your tongue's numb, what's your angle? haha, i know mine, if it's cheese, style, "showtime!", i ain't a troublemaker but my flow cocky, so all the pretty mamis yellin "go papi!", man that's so neat, and y'all so sloppy, when you think i'm done shittin i do mo' copy, just love to flex my rap muscle, what muzzle? dog, you just a jack russell, your bite weak and your bark a lil' pitch, relax, you no match for a hard-nosed pit', i can't find a track that my bars won't rip, you guys are sick warrin with the gaza strip, when i back out this pen all you guys'll strip, like you in chippendales tryin to wind for tips, no need to see, slow down and let the leader lead, djs, bring this back! i'm what the needle need, and i don't mean to get all mushy like my last bitch, damn, i love this rap shit,